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The cry of a baby can be heard in every corner of the hospital, symbolizing life, yet the breath of death accompanies the arrival of a life.
"Ahhh!" A ghost nurse holding a blue baby screamed in fear, as if she was afraid of this baby whose amniotic fluid and blood had not yet been wiped clean.
The baby in its arms was neither crying nor laughing. Its pair of pure black eyes seemed to be able to see, staring straight at the ghost nurse who was so close to it.
"Not good!" Father Xie bit his finger, and the blood condensed into a rune in the air. He threw the blood rune at the ghost baby without hesitation.
But the next second, the ghost nurse blocked the talisman for the ghost baby as if she was controlled.
"No!" Xie's mother, who was lying on the operating table with a pale face, sat up with great effort, "That's our child!"
Taking advantage of the precious moment when Xie's mother was blocking it, the strange ghost baby crawled out like a fly.
"It is a ghost fetus formed by the condensation of thousands of ghosts!" Xie's father scolded: "It lives in this world and kills many people!"
"Then just kill me first!"
From the time you are born and learn to speak, to the time you study hard and build a career, to the time you hold hands and grow old together, this is the life that many people choose, and you are the variable in their life.
All men die, and you shall live.
At its call, several ghost babies crawled out from all over the hospital, just like a drop of water mixing into the ocean.
But this couldn't stop Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xie who were standing at the door. The two old men stood up at the same time and stretched out their old hands together. A majestic and desolate aura spread from the two old men, and the net that could not be seen by the naked eye covered the entire hospital in an instant!
“No!” Mother Xie stumbled off the bed, blood constantly flowing out, winding down her legs. She knelt down holding the door frame and begged Grandpa Xie and Grandma Xie: “Dad, Mom, don’t hurt it.”
Grandma Xie sighed and said, "It is a scourge."
Xie's mother shed tears, "I was pregnant with it when I went to the north, and it took the blow for me. Other children owe their mothers a life, but it never owes me a life. I owe it. If it hadn't been eroded by the ghost spirit, it wouldn't have become like this now."
Father Xie walked to his wife's side, looked at her who was so weak that she could faint at any time, was silent for a moment, and then knelt down with his wife.
Grandma Xie couldn't bear to see this scene, and she closed her eyes tiredly.
Finally, Grandpa Xie made the final decision: "If it kills someone, I will kill it myself."
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The strong sense of crisis dissipated from above, but it still mixed in with the ghost baby to hide its shape and breath. A ghost nurse picked it up from the ground and threw it into the trash can.
Countless tiny sounds rang out from all directions in this hospital—
"You have a connection with Buddha, so follow me up the mountain."
"Haha, you are the eunuch who tricked me?"
“Ouch~”
"Let me see the child. He looks just like you."
"Ningning, my Ningning."
The ghost baby suddenly opened its eyes, and its bloody hands grabbed the edge of the trash can. It quickly crawled out of the trash can and moved forward. Quickly, it came to the entrance of a ward, and the sound coming from inside became clearer and clearer.
"Ningning, I'm your mother."
"Wow."
Inside and outside the door, it seemed like a different world. It lay in front of the door frame, looking at a beautiful baby on the hospital bed. The baby had fair skin, delicate features, eyelashes like small fans, and a cute smile.
This strange ghost baby suddenly became quiet at this moment.
The ghost babies also crawled to the door frame one by one. It turned its head and opened its mouth wide towards the ghost babies, revealing its densely packed fangs. Its dark eyes suddenly turned particularly red.
"So you are here." Father Xie suddenly grabbed it. The man bit his fingertips and drew strange runes on its abdomen regardless of its desperate struggle.
As the blood-colored runes appeared, its aura gradually weakened, but its creepy black eyes stared at its nominal father with paranoia and resentment.
Father Xie said indifferently: "I know you want to kill me, but I am stronger than you. Once I know that you have killed someone, I will use a forbidden spell to destroy your soul and spirit, and you will never be able to reincarnate."
"Okay, come here and see our little Yunting." Grandma Xie came out from the end of the corridor, holding a cute baby in her arms. Grandpa Xie stood next to the baby. The always serious old man's eyes were full of love when he lowered his eyes to look at the baby.
It sat in the corner and watched the man leave coldly.
The next second, the door of the ward it was guarding was suddenly pushed open, and a woman walked out holding her baby in her arms.
At this moment, the ghost babies that filled the corridor all raised their heads, grinned, and stared at the lively child. They laughed and sang in unison: "Stepping on the hall floor, eh, joy!"
It was the only one with its mouth closed, but with most of its power sealed, it lost its deterrent effect on the ghosts around it. The ghost babies pounced on the child held by the woman, and it also pounced on them, but simply pulled the ghost babies down.
"A handful of pearls are scattered across the door. What a joy!"
The portrait held by the ghost babies suddenly appeared, and it stared fiercely at the handsome man in the portrait.
The woman held the child and rejected the man's request for marriage. The child did not relax his vigilance and continued to follow the mother.
Tang Ning threw the lollipop in his hand out, and it flew to the few ghosts that did not jump down with the candy.
Whenever a ghost baby wanted to pounce on Tang Ning, it would hold those things back.
When it reached the lowest level of the stairs, it continued to fight with the ghosts who jumped down from the stairs to grab the lollipop. With its excellent movement, it successfully stopped the group of ghosts and grabbed the lollipop.
Finally, the limping woman walked out of the hospital holding Tang Ning.
A bus drove up the road.
It crawled towards the bus with great effort. As some time passed, the restrictive power that Xie's father had placed on it disappeared a little. It changed from a one-year-old that could only crawl on the ground to a three-year-old.
It quickly climbed onto the dark bus.
In the darkness, it could see a little ghost standing next to the coin machine. It looked about three years old, and it was unclear whether it was a boy or a girl. It was wearing a green shroud and was quietly approaching Tang Ning.
It raised the candy in its hand, and the little devil was instantly attracted by the candy and moved closer to it.
It seized the opportunity at this moment and blocked the kid's mouth with candy, then suddenly opened its mouth and bit the kid's throat.
The subtle silence caused by the fighting was masked by the driver's voice: "I am tired of driving every day. My eyes have to see the road, my hands have to drive, and even my feet have to step on the accelerator."
"I can't give you my legs because when there were no cars, they were the means of transportation for me and my children," said the woman.
The little devil it had bitten turned into a tattered rag doll. The doll's eyes were made of dirty buttons. It bit off the doll's legs with an expression on its face and handed the fare to the driver.
"good."
The bus has departed.
It curled up beside the slot machine. The series of fights had taken a huge toll on it, leaving it with almost no strength to bounce again in the dark.
The child in the woman's arms was crying.
When it saw this, it weakly raised its hand and wanted to pass the lollipop to the child, but it found that after the lollipop was gnawed by so many little ghosts, there was not much candy left, only the bare handle.
The bus stopped and the woman got off holding the child.
It also got out of the car, holding the rag doll in its hand.
After walking a few steps, the child in the woman's arms suddenly raised her head and looked over, her beautiful eyes staring at it in horror.
Under such fearful and disgusted gaze, it hid in the darkness.
"Don't be afraid, we'll be there soon."
"Ningning, Mom can't see anymore. Can you help Mom find the way?"
"Yes! Mom, let's go straight ahead."
It followed us step by step in the darkness.
The light in one section of the corridor was broken, and taking advantage of this opportunity, it came to the woman's feet, right in front of Tang Ning's eyes.
Little Tangning looked around nervously, and it kept looking up, staring at little Tangning, like a traveler who was lost in the dark night looking at the bright moon above his head.
It followed in.
Standing in front of .
This was the closest distance we were today, only fifteen centimeters.
But in the next second, he conjured up a Taoist robe and covered himself tightly.
It did not continue to stay, but went straight to the living room and took away the black and white photo of Tang's father in the room. The photo attacked it frantically. It grabbed the rag doll in one hand and the photo in the other hand and jumped to the window.
It wanted to throw the portrait away, but the portrait's mouth was already tightly biting its hand, and it was devouring its body madly like flying, and in an instant it had swallowed up its shoulders. After a while, it had no strength to suppress the portrait.
"Mom, it's hiding behind the curtains in the living room!"
As the soft sound rang out, the portrait bit with greater force, as if it could rush out and eat everyone in the room at any time. Without hesitation, it opened the window and jumped down from the tall building holding the portrait.
A cold wind swept it.
A strong sense of loss swept over the whole place.
The next second, they fell to the ground together, and the ferocious remains were shattered into pieces at this moment, with no arrogance anymore.
The rag doll with a broken leg had its arms and head broken off, and was scattered all over the ground as if it had been torn apart by five horses.
It also has its head and body separated.
Unprecedented weakness prevented it from jumping again for a long time, and it lay there for a long time, until the night was about to fade away and dawn was about to fall. Its broken body fluttered, and its bloody hands kept groping on the ground. It touched the fallen hand of the rag doll, and it installed this hand on its empty hand.
After a while, it touched its own head.
It struggled to install its head on its neck.
The scattered glass on the ground from the frame of the deceased's photo reflected a series of strange shadows. It tilted its head and suddenly found that it seemed to have put its head on upside down.
However, it no longer has the energy to modify it.